There's a picture in the nursery of a well known soldier man

And he wants to be like father when he grows up if he can

His eyes survey the floorboards with his soldiers around him

But fear not for the future, you will climb the highest mountain



So Regimental Sergeant Zippo

Stand up to attention will you

Hear the bugle sounding in the morning call up rising

So your cowboy castle is standing

You're the one who is commanding

Watch them march along the landing down the stairs



Just a small boy in a small boy's world

And small boys do strange things

He likes to see the match sticks fly

And hear the cannons ring

For his eider down, his battle field

And in his dreams his fights are real

Until the field is won, aim, fire the guns